Ah, a new school year. Bright eyes, happy mama. Bacon. Shiny books, sharp pencils, pens with points not yet been blunted by an unnamed toddler who may or may not have discovered them and drawn all over the hallway. I mean, um, no. That never happened.
I love starting things. Actually, even more than that, I love planning to start things. Can you tell?
I think I need a 12-step program.
Alas, to misquote Robert Burns, the best laid plans of homeschool mamas (as with mice and men) often go awry. Remarkably, this year’s plan is generally working well for us, but there are still some kinks. So, that’s what we’re doing this week. Unkinking. Holding schedules loosely, holding each other close, keeping our eyes on Jesus, and just plain doing the next thing.
Anyone else? Anybody?
I’m rearranging our routines and trying anew each morning, and slowly, it’s all starting to come together. But, boy! The mental fatigue of moving pieces is a serious drain on this lil ol’ mama brain of mine. So, here are some snapshots from our first week to tide you over until I can clear out the cobwebs enough to tap out a coherent thought!
So far, we are loving all our curriculum picks for this year, and that is a huge win. Also, there was blackberry picking and nature walking and hymn singing and baby snuggling and Anne reading, and there were math gnomes and jewel counting and meals around a table packed with love and kids who couldn’t wait to tell Daddy “what we learned today!”
(Plus, I finally cracked and bought this.)
And I’m calling that a complete success.